Yet another trip to the doctor

So yet another trip. This time to the gastroenterologist. The obstetric specialist that I go to because I am so old was worried because I am still throwing up....so off I went. I have a great chat with the doctor telling her all about my gallbladder thing and how afterward I had to take two medications to ward off the effects of no gallbladder which I went off of when I got pregnant and that I have had bad heartburn my entire life blah blah blah. I tell her about the throwing up of odd things, about the acid reflux coming out of my nose in the middle of the night, etc etc..... She says to me, "You're pregnant." No shit. So she tells me to eat tiny meals 6 times a day because the baby has taken up all the room my stomach used to occupy, puts me on an awful diet (just for a week or two) where I can eat practically nothing but white bread and white rice and puts me back on acid reflux medicine and a nausea/empty my stomach quicker medicine. All this for the specialist co-pay of 25$ and whatever the drugs wind up costing. Yeah.....Im' pregnant.